A 'Saving People' Thing Ch. 3 (Harry Potter/Skyrim)

Poll Winner

Themes: Pet Play, Dom/Sub, Threesome

Summary: Part 3 of A 'Saving People' Thing. Lydia was one thing. A servant sworn to carry Harry's burdens, sexual or otherwise. But Aela the Huntress was a proper competitor for Harry's hand, or so one might think. When she finds out Harry isn't keeping things monogamous, she wants in. Harry is certain Serana won't be amused or appreciate such a challenger. Until of course, he's proven wrong once more.

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Harry had figured that Lydia was one thing. She was a servant, one who was sworn to carry his burdens… including, apparently, those regarding sexual relief. It made sense that Serana wouldn’t get jealous or possessive. In the end, Lydia was something to be shared between them. Plus, he and Serana were adults who could communicate with one another. No, more than just adults, they were immortal. Proper communication when you and your lover were going to live forever was key.

But then Aela the Huntress found out that Harry and Serana weren’t exactly keeping things monogamous. And the day after she found that out, she showed up at their place, demanding to be allowed to join them. In comparison to Lydia, Aela seemed like she would be a real competitor for his attention, a challenger who would give Serana a run for her money.

Harry was more than ready to send Aela packing. While he certainly liked the red haired Nord well enough, he wasn’t about to upset Serana by letting Aela get between them. Except, before he could shut things down, Serana had decided to take Aela off for a private chat, one that Harry wasn’t allowed to be privy to.

He’d stayed nearby all the same, just in case he needed to step in and stop the beautiful Ancient Vampire and strong Nord Huntress from trying to tear each other’s throats out… but things had been suspiciously quiet for almost an hour now. Finally, the door to the bedroom opens and Serana stands in the doorway with a wicked smirk on her lips, a leather corset… and not much else.

“Come Harry. I have a surprise for you, my love~”

Blinking, Harry follows his gorgeous pale wife into the bedroom… only to stop at the sight that awaits him within. There, kneeling at the foot of the bed, Aela the Huntress is waiting for him. Not just waiting for him… but waiting submissively. The beautiful red-haired Nord is naked and collared, with her nipples reddened and freshly adorned with some shiny new piercings on top of that.

Her eyes are filled with desire and submission as she looks up at him with her chest thrust out rather proudly and eagerly. Walking over to her, Serana reaches down and runs a hand through Aela’s hair before gripping tightly and yanking her head back as she purrs at him.

“Mmm… what do you think of my gift, Harry?”

Harry swallows, trying to reconcile what he knows about the proud huntress with the image of a submissive slut she’s now taken up.

“… I’m not sure what to think, if I’m being honest.”

Serana hums and nods, smirking wickedly.

“Aela here has agreed to join our relationship at the very bottom and work her way up. She is more than willing to be our personal fuck pet and serve our every need as our very own hunting hound. A bitch in every sense of the word. Isn’t that right, pet?”

Aela averts her eyes submissively.

“Yes Mistress.”

Then, she looks at Harry directly, speaking from the heart.

“It’s true… Master. I want to belong to you both. I want to be used for your pleasure. I’m yours to command.”

Serana’s smirk becomes a full-blown grin, her inhuman eyes glittering with lust.

“As you can see, I’ve already started breaking in our new bitch, Harry. But it wouldn’t do for me to finish this project without your help.”

Her gaze smolders as she beckons him forward with her free hand.

“What do you say we show our pet here just how rough and wild things can get in our bed? I want to see her on her knees, choking on your cock while I fuck her pussy with my digits… as a start.”

Harry grunts as Aela looks at him pleadingly, clearly wanting the exact same thing. Finally, he moves forward. As he does so, he frees his cock from its confines, taking his rapidly hardening length in hand. Serana in a corset, Aela in nothing but a collar and some piercings… there was no way he WOULDN’T get aroused at such a sight. His cock is throbbing and at full mast in no time and Harry steps up in front of Aela with an arm wrapping around Serana’s waist to pull him into his side.

Even as the two of them kiss, Serana tightens up her grip on Aela’s hair and yanks her down his cock, the Huntress’ open mouth easily accepting Harry’s throbbing length between her lips… at least at first. Soon enough, Harry’s huge cock is pushing down the back of Aela’s throat. But even as she begins to choke and gag on his dick, she doesn’t fight it. She doesn’t resist. If anything, she leans into it even further.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

For a while, the two of them just makeout while Serana fucks Aela’s face upon Harry’s cock. Their hunting hound is like an afterthought, a sexual aid while the two enjoy one another’s company. As the minutes stretch on, Aela’s gagging, slobbering, and slurping filling the bedroom, it’s made clear exactly what the pecking order here is… and also clear just how happy Aela is with her place at the bottom of the totem pole.

Harry wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he’s certainly not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. It turns out Aela the Huntress is more than happy to become Aela the Hunting Bitch, their own personal sex pet and hunting hound. And Harry would be lying if he said he wasn’t more than happy to take advantage of that fact and enjoy all that Aela had to offer them alongside his beautiful vampire wife.

Finally, Serana pulls away from his lips, a strand of saliva connecting them together as she gives him a wicked smirk for a moment before going down to make good on her promise.

Kneeling beside Aela, she keeps one hand fisted in the Nord woman’s hair, forcing her down Harry’s cock again and again. The other hand, meanwhile, goes down behind Aela’s back, to past her ass and between her thighs so she can begin fingering the red head’s slutty little pussy.

Aela’s squeals and moans are muffled by the massive throbbing cock meat in her throat, while also sending reverberations up his length. Pleasurable ones at that. Even as her eyes begin to roll back in her head from the ecstasy, Harry finds himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Until finally… he can’t keep it back any longer.

With a grunt, Harry tips over and cums down Aela’s throat. He cums and cums, her neck bulging and the collar straining as Serana shoves Aela’s head as far down his shaft as she possibly can.

Aela chokes and gags, but if anything seems to enjoy the domination, humiliation, and conquest all the more. Her eyes roll around and her hips buck against Serana’s hand as she cums too, climaxing all over her Mistress’ fingers while choking down her Master’s seed.

When all is said and done, Aela’s face is a mess of cum and drool. Harry, meanwhile, is still rock hard. Fuck, how could he ever go soft with such an appetizing sight before him?

Growling lustfully, Harry takes charge.

“Get up on the bed, bitch. On all fours, like the hound you are.”

Aela obeys his command immediately as Serana releases her so she might follow her Master’s orders. Immediately, the red head Nord is up on the bed and assuming the doggystyle position. She even arches her back in anticipation of him mounting her from behind. Which of course, Harry does immediately.

Climbing onto the bed behind her, Harry grabs Aela by her hips and thrusts into her right there on the spot. His thick cock splits her pen and fills her as deep as it can. In response, Aela moans most wantonly, her pussy clenching around Harry’s shaft as she’s taken roughly from behind.

“F-Fuck yes! Nnngh! Use me, Master! Use my bitch cunt! I’m yours, H-Harry! I’m yours and Serana’s! D-Don’t stop! Ruin me with that big fat cock!”

Who knew that Aela had such a submissive side lurking beneath the surface? Harry wondered precisely how she and Serana had gotten onto this subject during their private chat with one another. But then, first Lydia and now Aela… it seemed that Serana had a sort of sixth sense for being able to discern when a woman was and wasn’t a threat to her. Either that or she was simply very open minded and always willing to try to make things work.

Of course, the more Harry fucks Aela doggystyle, the more vocal the Huntress gets. Turns out, when she doesn’t have a big fat cock stretching out her jaw and filling her throat, she’s something of a yapping mutt, isn’t she?

“More! F-Fuck, more, please MORE!”

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

As Harry fucks Aela as hard as he possibly can, his balls swinging up to slap into her clit with each thrust, he catches sight of Serana moving in out of the corner of his eye. The beautiful ancient vampire watches the lewd display with a smirk, her own arousal obviously growing if the way she’s touching herself to the view is any indication.

Finally though, she climbs up onto the bed and plops herself down right in front of Aela’s face. With a positively wicked grin once more gracing her features, Serana grabs Aela by the hair yet again, forcing her attention.

“Mm… you’re certainly eager to serve, but a pet should be seen, not heard. You talk too much, bitch. Let’s see if we can put that tongue of yours to better use, shall we?”

Purring, the vampire stuffs Aela’s face between her thighs, pushing her mouth against Serana’s drooling slit.

“Lick my cunt like a good little bitch. Show me how much you truly want to belong to us.”

Aela, to her credit, doesn’t even hesitate. Even as Harry slams her forward into Serana’s cunt over and over again, she happily dives in. Burying her face in the vampire’s pussy, Aela laps and slurps and wiggles her tongue this way and that. She moans into Serana’s clit, even as Harry continues to fuck her doggystyle from behind.

The combination of sensations is clearly too much for Aela to handle as her body trembles and shakes from the pleasure, but that doesn’t stop her from continuing to give it her all anyways.

“That’s it… just like that. Such an obedient little fuck pet. I can tell you’re going to fit in so very well with my husband and I~”

Serana moans, grinding her hips against Aela’s eager mouth and tongue as she orally pleasures her. Meanwhile, Harry pounds into Aela even harder, the bed creaking under their combined weight. Aela’s cunt walls clench around Harry’s cock, sending pleasure through his body, while at the same time her moans reverberate up through Serana’s pussy, doing the exact same thing to her as well.

It's a lewd, filthy display of dominance and submission, and both Harry and Serana are clearly reveling in every second of it… but neither of them quite so much as Aela herself. It was like the Nord woman was born to this role. Like she was made to be their bitch. She slots into the puzzle of their lives so perfectly it’s honestly kind of amazing.

Finally, Harry reaches forward and under the Huntress… and grabs hold of her freshly pierced breasts. He tugs on the piercings themselves, and then grasps and squeezes her tits. Needless to say, Aela is VERY sensitive there right now, but for a bitch like her in a situation like this, the pain might as well be more pleasure.

With a loud, wanton, muffled squeal, Aela comes undone. And then she comes undone again and again, orgasming for him and Serana multiple times. More times than Harry can keep track of, even.

Her pussy walls clench and flex around his cock all the harder, milking him for all he’s worth. And in the end, Harry doesn’t bother holding back very long after the dozenth or so orgasm on Aela’s part.

At long last he lets himself tip over the edge, filling the beautiful red head up with his seed while continuing to maul her pierced breasts even as Serana humps her face with wild abandon. Seeing him cumming inside of her and feeling Aela’s reaction in the form of more vocalized moaning and screaming against her twat, Serana cums as well, shuddering and squirting all over Aela’s face.

The three of them all reach mutual satisfaction with one another, finding the heights of nirvana for a brief moment together before they finally all come crashing down.

Aela definitely gets the worst of it. Having been the object of both of their affections, she’s the most spent of the three of them when they all finally pull apart, their bodies sticky and sweaty in the extreme. Serana has endless stamina due to her nature as a vampire. Harry can refresh himself with magic. But Aela, despite her… furry problem, is only a woman at the end of the day.

She collapses onto the bed, splayed out face down while Harry moves off of her and over to Serana. They use the other side of the bed to come together while Aela rests, with Serana on her back and spreading her arms and legs wide open for him in welcome. Harry moves into his wife’s embrace happily, his cock sliding up into her cunt with ease. Both of them are quite well-lubricated thanks to Aela’s body, and so he fills Serana’s tight pussy up without hesitation.

As they engage in a more relaxed form of lovemaking, one not nearly as rough as what they just put Aela through, Harry looks into Serana’s eyes and chuckles.

“Have to admit… I never thought someone like Aela could be tamed. But you certainly proved me wrong.”

Serana just smirks in response.

“It’s alright to be skeptical my love. But yes… I am quite good at getting what I want. Still, in this case… the Nord wanted the exact same thing. You just didn’t know of her, mm, hidden depths~”

Indeed he did not. But he knew about them now… and Harry also knew, even as he slowly and tenderly fucked Serana, that Aela was going to become as much a semi-permanent fixture in both their bed and their lives as Lydia was at this point. And that? That didn’t sound like a bad thing whatsoever.

No, in fact… it sounded pretty damn good to him.